My spirit's made up of the ocean, and the sky, and the sun, and the moon, and all my eyes can see. I cannot go back to your land of gloom, where black jagged shadows remind me of the coming of your doom. I want my own land.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6712 | 2021-04-20 03:12:30 | 97.47 | 98% |
| 2346 | 2021-01-10 07:36:46 | 77.35 | 96% |
| 1727 | 2021-01-02 09:28:27 | 83.76 | 96% |